Sharpen the knife without accidentally cutting the vegetable bow [E-sports]

There are many ancient martial arts families in T City, and the atmosphere of martial arts is much more intense than other places. Many young people who practice martial arts since childhood look like teenagers, but in fact they have practiced for many years, which is not uncommon. .

"Young people today."

Yang Xiangzheng shook his head: "Even if you want to compete, you have to go to a place like a martial arts gym. How can you just enter other people's yards and compare blindly?"

The old man on the side was cheerful and didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, let's take a look."

The two people in the courtyard stood separately, one on the left and one on the right, each posing in a posture.

Flying snow is falling, mixed with light black plum petals, shining a little bit of luster in the sun.

"The standing posture is very stable, and the foot is like a square. It is a bit of effort."

Although Yang Xiangzheng is not a martial arts practitioner, he is also a fan, so he can understand it naturally.

"Both of them use knives... Huh? That child seems to be holding a Taidao."

The old man squinted his eyes and saw the knife in Keita Hatamoto's hand: "A native of Sakura Country?"

"It looks like a teenager."

Yang Xiangzheng said: "There are not many children of this age who are interested in ancient martial arts, but due to their age, their strength should not be very strong."

The old man nodded: "At this age, it is already very good to be able to develop Ming Jin into something famous."

In the courtyard, Chen Xingran breathed out slightly: "Come on."

"Ah."

Keita Hatamoto's eyes were shining, he clenched Zongzuna tightly in his hand, closed his eyes and opened them again, the light in his eyes had completely shrunk, his eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes had become serious and sharp.

The two stood far away, their aura suddenly changed, they looked at each other without blinking, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Keita Hatamoto was the first to be unable to hold on under Chen Xingran's aura of being completely integrated and unable to find any flaws.

Before the next plum blossom fell to the ground, he moved.

Stepping forward, he paddled his right leg, held Zong Gang's Yin hand in his hand, and rushed to attack!

"This……"

The old man looked at the figure of Keita Hatamoto in the yard, his eyes lit up slightly: "This boy who wields a sword is interesting."

He has practiced martial arts all his life, and his vision is so vicious. Keita Hatamoto's technique of stepping forward and attacking has both spirit and form, and he can do it with his hands. It seems simple, but just this posture, no skill can never be used.

is a master.

Facing Keita Hatamoto's menacing knife, Chen Xingran didn't have any emotional fluctuations, but closed his eyes instead.

As if he fell asleep, all his breath was contained in his body, so that people could not feel his existence, hidden in the sky and the earth, hidden in the flying snow.

"what?"

Yang Xiangzheng's eyes widened: "Why are he still closing his eyes?"

Could it be that you are afraid?

But the old man straightened up slightly, and asked in surprise, "...the raising knife pose?"

The moment Chen Xingran closed his eyes, the energy in his body was instantly withdrawn, even if he was a little far away, he couldn't escape the eyes of the old man.The so-called knife raising style is to cultivate the weapon in your hand and even your own energy to the peak in an instant before making a move. The moment the knife is released, it is a ground-breaking knife. It is a kind of extremely testing of body control and strength The second move of Qi and Blood Kungfu.

But... How old is this boy?

hum-

Chen Xingran closed his eyes. Although Keita Hatamoto had doubts in his heart, he was not careless. Instead, he became more cautious. Zonggang in his hand changed from tiger pose to snake pose in mid-air, leaving room for change to deal with Chen Xingran's next move. The moves, the rapid changes, and the decisive and fierce power are amazing.

The sharp Taidao cut through the air and let out a soft whistle. Keita Hatamoto couldn't help the moment when he was about to fall in front of Chen Xingran...

Chen Xingran opened his eyes.

Zheng! !

The light of the knife explodes!

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, the power spread from his legs up his spine and spread throughout his body. Chen Xingran pulled out the knife, as if pulling out an electric light from its sheath!

The spirit raises the knife, hides the front with the sheath, and breaks it with the knife.

Keita Hatamoto's hairs stood on end in an instant!

The saber was so fast that Keita Hatamoto hadn't seen the light of the saber clearly, the dragon cherry in Chen Xingran's hand had already firmly supported Zonggang in front of him, his arm was as hard as steel, and he remained motionless like a rock.

Then he made a mistake with the blade, using his hand as the axis, twisted Zongzuna away, and slashed at Keita Hatamoto's arm like a thunder!

"Ok?"

The old man who was originally cheerfully watching the two people confront each other suddenly had a serious expression: "This?!"

Brilliant and smooth.

The knife raising style is sharp and fierce, and the spirit is like a tide. It is hard to get back when it is covered with water, and it is hard to get back once it comes out.

However, Chen Xingran's knife-raising style was clearly shocking when he struck, like a tiger descending the mountain to pounce on an antelope, but halfway through the knife, he could still turn the blade and attack with a horizontal reamer? !

What kind of control is this?

Facing Chen Xingran's extremely tricky offensive, Keita Hatamoto didn't dare to be careless at all. He had no time in his mind to think about how Chen Xingran did it. His body reacted before his brain.

The Taidao Zonggang immediately recovered, and at the same time, on one side of the body, while flashing the blade dangerously and dangerously, Zonggang brushed along the dragon cherry, making a piercing sound of steel rubbing. At the same time, Keita Hatamoto held the knife in both hands , with one welcome and one push, Zong Gang rushed towards Chen Xingran like a giant python!

There was a smile of praise in Chen Xingran's eyes.

Not bad.

Keita Hatamoto is different from him, he was not born again, he is still young, and his sword skills are naturally not so sophisticated, but his basic skills are solid, his strength is stable and fast, and he is absolutely outstanding among his peers, just because of this temporary change of move And the counterattack he made in an instant is enough to prove his strength.

Chen Xingran didn't use all his strength, otherwise, at the moment of his attack, the sword-raising posture that had been cultivated to the peak of energy and spirit would be enough to easily cut Keita Hatamoto with a bone-deep wound.

Chen Xingran flipped his wrist slightly, and Long Ying seemed to have life, drawing a smooth trajectory in the air, as light and flexible as a dragon exploring the sea, quickly rebounding and popping out——

Just as Keita Hatamoto made a counterattack, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. The strength of the blade he swung seemed to disappear, but it was dispelled by Chen Xingran's understatement, and Long Ying flew in front of him again.

So fast!

Before he had time to think about it, Keita Hatamoto quickly returned to the defense with a "beam erection", and then he worked hard all over his body, and his strength suddenly increased. After defusing the knife, he launched an attack again, and rushed out one after another!

The vertical knife rushes forward, the dragon and snake take off the land, and Xinyinliu strikes a sword!

clang!clang!clang!

The crisp sound echoed in the courtyard.

Taisao focuses on attacking but not defending, and you can't hesitate to take a shot. The so-called "one sword is unquestionable, two swords are undefeated", Keita Hatamoto's sword is extremely fast, matching the pace of his feet, breathing and strength to unleash a continuous offensive. Quick, ordinary people can't react at all.

Chen Xingran fought while retreating, his muscles and bones were loose and soft, and he unloaded it with soft strength. The trajectory of the blades intertwined by Zonggang in front of him was dense and chaotic, but every movement of Keita Hatamoto and the landing point of the blades were already in his hands. Presented in the heart, this is not to see with the eyes, but to feel with every inch of the skin of the body.

Long Ying flew up and down, like a living thing in Chen Xingran's hands, sometimes he used the knife to defuse it head-on, and sometimes turned the knife to break the tip with the handle, Keita Hatamoto's attacks were as fast as the wind, but he caught them one by one.

Kei Hatamoto attacked with a series of twists and turns, while Chen Xingran's back foot was on the ground, his steps were light and not buoyant.

Keita Hatamoto fired vigorously, and Zong Gang sent the wrong knife to the right, extremely fierce.Chen Xingran made a lunge, put his strength in front of the knife, and pulled it away again with a slight difference.

Zong Gang's sharp blade brushed against the air on the side of his face, and the snow-white light of the blade instantly illuminated his face.

Attack again, block again!

No flaws in the defense!

The actual knife fighting is completely different from the game. It is not a performance that pleases people, and the visual effects are not gorgeous, but the knife is deadly. Behind the simple duel of blades is the danger of being born to kill.

Every time Chen Xingran slashed the knife, it was too precise, as if he had measured it with a ruler. He didn't use too much force, and he didn't use too much force, which made Keita Hatamoto more and more frightened.

Keita Hatamoto has learned swords since he was a child, and he has rarely encountered opponents in the territory of Sakura Country. His peers are no match for him, and the strength and reaction of older samurai are not as good as him. He has enough confidence in swordsmanship.But Chen Xingran is about the same age as him next year, but why does he have such a sword technique?

This simple one-knife one-stroke, with the power like a dark tide, is completely the sophistication tempered from countless fights!

The old man and Yang Xiangzheng in the courtyard were also dumbfounded.

They felt as if they had misjudged, how could the young man with Tang Dao look like a martial artist of his age?

Although it seems that Keita Hatamoto has been attacking and Chen Xingran has been defending, they are not laymen and can easily see the difficulty. Most people face such an attack, and the first time they come, they will Being hacked, how could he be as stable and effortless as Chen Xingran?

Defense is more difficult than offense, this is the truth that even ordinary people know.With a kitchen knife in hand, anyone can chop. Even a weak woman can injure someone casually with a knife, but it is not something ordinary people can do to catch a knife without getting hurt.A duel with weapons is extremely dangerous, and the difference between life and death is the difference between life and death. Who can do it with ease like Chen Xingran, and lift weights with ease?

"This boy..."

Yang Xiangzheng opened his mouth wide, his expression a little dull: "Where did it come from?"

"Definitely not from T city."

The old man's eyes were burning: "The younger generation of the aristocratic family does not have such skills."

clang!

Keita Hatamoto made another stab, but was stopped by Chen Xingran. At the same time, Keita Hatamoto narrowed his eyes slightly, bent his knees, and his momentum suddenly changed!

Chen Xingran also noticed something, and his expression became serious.

This is a real effort.

It's just a sparring match, of course he wouldn't use too fierce killing moves in the competition, but Chen Xingran's strength far exceeded his imagination, which made him feel excited, and couldn't help but want to use stronger skills to deal with it.

Without much thought, Keita Hatamoto quickly adjusted his body after the Zongzuna in his hand was swung away again, the center of gravity moved down, and the explosive force moved from back to front during the movement of the center of gravity, like a praying mantis holding a knife, holding his right elbow, It was as if a dragonfly stood upside down on its shoulders, and at the same time concentrated all its energy on its lungs, and took a deep breath——

"This is?"

Yang Xiangzheng discovered Keita Hatamoto's change and exclaimed.

The old man's expression was serious: "Dragonfly Feichun, this person...is from Hatamoto's family?"

Dragonfly Flying Spring, a well-known ultimate move of Hatamoto's lineage, is named for its intermittent flight like a dragonfly, its instantaneous burst of power and speed is irresistible, mighty and terrifying!

laugh--!

Keita Hatamoto raised his knife and slashed down with lightning speed. There seemed to be the sound of metal and iron, and the sound of thousands of arrows firing. Even the flying snow and plum blossoms in mid-air spun with this knife!

Well come.

Chen Xingran's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help admiring.

The moment Keita Hatamoto's sword fell, Chen Xingran also moved.

Relax your shoulders, bend your elbows, hold the knife in your right hand, with the tip of the knife facing upwards, and let out a light breath at the same time.

call……

The tone was very light, but it sounded louder than lightning when it fell into Keita Hatamoto's ears. In a trance, he seemed to see Chen Xingran in front of him transform into a huge falcon in an instant, flapping its wings violently, and the pale black plum blossoms Scrolling upwards, the flying snow froze in mid-air, the sky was dim, and everything lost all color at this moment!

"Wow—"

The old man in the courtyard stood up directly: "This knife!!"

The knife turns into an eagle to see the real opportunity, and the sun and the moon lose their light and lose the soul of the enemy!

Laugh at Chun Dao, show off the Eagle's sword!

Chong——! !

Keita Hatamoto felt as if he was about to be swallowed, Chen Xingran's aura unfolded abruptly, his murderous aura was overwhelming, the moon was destroyed and the stars sank, his eyes were blurred, all his vision seemed to be stirred by the storm created by wings, he was shocked and heartbroken , as if the next moment even the soul will be split in half!

In such a murderous intent, he couldn't help taking a step back and closing his eyes!

The world in my head was turned upside down, but my ears were quiet, and the expected pain did not strike.

Keita Hatamoto opened his eyes.

What falcons, what storms, what frozen snow, the sky was dark, all disappeared.

Everything is an illusion.

The blue sky and white clouds, a little bit of snow falling, and light ink plum blossoms fell on the knife in Chen Xingran's hand, like a quiet and peaceful ink painting.

The tip of Long Ying's knife stopped at his throat, Chen Xingran smiled at him, and put the knife back into its sheath.

"Sorry, let me go."